Hey, my kitten, my kitten
And hey my kitten, my deary
Such a sweet pet as this
There is not far nor neary
Here we go up, up, up
Here we go down, down, downy
Her…
Solomon Grundy
Born on a Monday
Christened on Tuesday
Married on Wednesday
Took ill on Thursday
Worse on Friday
Died on Saturday
Buried on Sunday
This is the en…
As I was going out one day
My head fell off and rolled away
But when I saw that it was gone
I picked it put up and put it on
And when I went into the street
A f…
When shall we be married
Billy, my pretty lad ?
We'll be married tomorrow
If you think it good
Shall we be married no sooner
Billy, my pretty lad ?
Would you be…
One, two
Buckle my shoe
Three, four
Knock at the door
Five, six
Pick up sticks
Seven, eight
Lay them straight
Nine, ten
A good fat hen
Eleven, twelve
Dig and de…
Bobby Shaftoe's gone to sea
Silver buckles on his knee
He'll come back and marry me
Bonny Bobby Shaftoe
Bobby Shaftoe's bright and fair
Combing down his yellow…
Once I saw a little bird
Come hop, hop, hop
And I cried, Little bird
Will you stop, stop, stop ?
I was going to the window
To say, How do you do ?
But he shook…
When I was a bachelor I lived by myself
And all the bread and cheese I got I put upon the shelf
The rats and the mice did lead me such a life
That I went to Lon…
Here is the church, and here is the steeple
Open the door and here are the people
Here is the parson going upstairs
And here he is a-saying his prayers
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Peter, Peter, pumpkin eater
Had a wife and couldn't keep her
He put her in a pumpkin shell
And there he kept her very well
Peter, Peter, pumpkin eater
Had anot…
A cat came fiddling out of a barn
With a pair of bagpipes under her arms
She could sing nothing but fiddle cum fee
The mouse has married the humble bee
Pipe, ca…
Hey, my kitten, my kitten And hey my kitten, my deary Such a sweet pet as this There is not far nor neary Here we go up, up, up Here we go down, down, downy Here we go backwards and forwards And here
Solomon Grundy Born on a Monday Christened on Tuesday Married on Wednesday Took ill on Thursday Worse on Friday Died on Saturday Buried on Sunday This is the end Of Solomon Grundy
As I was going out one day My head fell off and rolled away But when I saw that it was gone I picked it put up and put it on And when I went into the street A fellow cried, "Look at your feet !" I loo
When shall we be married Billy, my pretty lad ? We'll be married tomorrow If you think it good Shall we be married no sooner Billy, my pretty lad ? Would you be married tonight ? I think the girl is m
One, two Buckle my shoe Three, four Knock at the door Five, six Pick up sticks Seven, eight Lay them straight Nine, ten A good fat hen Eleven, twelve Dig and delve Thirteen, fourteen Maids a-courting
When I was a bachelor I lived by myself And all the bread and cheese I got I put upon the shelf The rats and the mice did lead me such a life That I went to London to get myself a wife The streets wer
Here is the church, and here is the steeple Open the door and here are the people Here is the parson going upstairs And here he is a-saying his prayers
A cat came fiddling out of a barn With a pair of bagpipes under her arms She could sing nothing but fiddle cum fee The mouse has married the humble bee Pipe, cat ; dance, mouse We'll have a wedding at
